helvorn
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Sarai moaned a bit as her head ached from the overload of the Force. She shook her head and pulled back inside of herself to avoid the intensity. "I've never felt anything close to this strong taken. It's like all of us that we have ever known in the Force and multiplied by thousands. I can't communicate with or sense the others because of the sheer power and static." She unbuckled and stretched before looking about the pod. "Are we close to the source? It feels that way. Let's just grab what gear we can and head toward it. Can we modify the beacon to send out a message instead of just a signal? That would let anyone homing in on us know where we've headed." She strapped on a pack and buckled on a survival pouch with rations, water and other useful things while attaching her lightsaber to the side. Without any good clothing other than cold weather gear that was inappropriate to the jungle she remained largely nude. That would be ok as it would let her work her tattoos as camoflauge if necessary.